King Ming was on the stage and saw Song Lanyi's small expression clearly.

He already wanted to laugh a little in his heart.

He also thought that Song Lanyi would be carried away by this great glory, so he couldn't wait to rush forward and take over this matter.

I didn't expect her to be quite affordable.

It can be regarded as half of the interest-oriented talents.

King Ming coughed lightly, "The so-called fighting for literature is to gain the talent to compete for Kyushu through fighting literature and poetry, among which the cities in the world, except for Shangjing, always account for nine buckets, if it is better than all the big cities, then it will win the nine buckets." But...... If you win the city of Shangjing, you can monopolize three buckets!"

Song Lanyi thought silently and didn't say anything.

Seems to be hesitating.

It's just that King Ming is such a shrewd character, he can see what Song Lanyi thinks at a glance.

It's nothing more than wanting to wait a little longer and see if there are more benefits.

He clenched his fist lightly and put it to his lips, hiding his smile, as if he was bewitched, "It is said that if you can compete for the top spot, in addition to the city where you are located, you can get an extra twelve buckets of talent in the coming year, and the leader himself can also get the talent given by the Great Qianshan Sea Mirror."

Song Lanyi's eyes lit up slightly, and he directly hit a straight ball, "Is that talented?"

King Ming almost burst out laughing.

He knew that Song Lanyi, the big fish, had been hooked.

In order for her to work sincerely, he lowered his hand from his lips and lowered it to his knees, only to see him sitting there with a golden sword, muttering, "How much or too little depends on you. Eat as much rice as you can."

This Song Lanyi likes it!

She made a decision immediately, slapped the table, and said righteously, "I, Song Lanyi, am a person from Dingyuan City in life, and a ghost in Dingyuan City when I die!" This kind of thing of fighting for glory and benefit for a city, I Song Lanyi is duty-bound!"

Everyone present is not stupid, there are readers, there are not many others, but there are many hearts and eyes, and many are like honeycomb coal.

At this time, they also noticed a little smell.

This Song Lanyi ...... It doesn't seem to be as otherworldly as it looks......

There are even times when it is grounded to ...... It's a bit of a.

It's just that because of their friendship, they all wisely kept their mouths shut and moved on to other topics.

"Speaking of which, according to the practice of previous years, it should be from east to west, from north to south, and the above verses of Narushu should be resounded in turn. At this time this year, there has been no poetry in the East, could it be ...... This poem is not as good as one session?"

Coincidentally, just as these words fell, Song Lanyi heard a voice that was so old that it trembled.

"When I left home and went back, my hometown voice has not changed, and my sideburns have declined."

"When children don't know each other, they smile and ask where they come from."

Then, a transparent star map was thrown down from the sky, and a star on the east side of the star map, after reading this poem, actually flashed different lights out of thin air.

The star, first from a dim white light, to a yellow light, until it turned into a verdant and rich green.

"The star map is verdant, like the thick green leaves of an ancient tree. This is...... Poetry into Mingzhou! Even if it can be preached more, maybe it will have the posture of a town!"

The people in the poetry building looked at the star in the east, and although they didn't show it on their faces, they still had some worries in their hearts.

Although they knew that Song Lanyi was rich and famous at a young age.

But writing poetry is ...... It really depends on inspiration and timing.

If the timing is not right today...... It is not impossible that Song Lanyi suffered Waterloo.

But this is not easy to say.

For a while, everyone's thoughts were secretly turbulent.

For the next period of time, there was still no sound in the east, so not a single star lit up on the star map of the canopy.

Not everyone is open.

Creation is always the hardest.

And Song Lanyi is, to some extent, just a diligent porter, not a creator.

When the east city ended the contention, the sky was on the canopy

There are only three stars that shine brightly.

Among them, the poem "The Native Accent Has Not Changed and the Sideburns Fade" occupies an absolute advantage.

Next up is the Western City.

The west is close to the desert, and there are many Western Buddhist countries in the desert.

Da Qian has always been tolerant of all rivers and rivers, and has an attitude of tolerance and greatness, and treats these different beliefs and cultivation systems.

Therefore, in the western cities, there are also many monks.

Among them, the most amazing thing about Song Lanyi is one of them:

"Everywhere you go, you reach your hometown."

"It's happening, so why bother thinking about it."

Song Lanyi does not believe in Buddhism or Taoism, but she has a natural affection for this open-minded and optimistic attitude towards life.

Instead of complaining about the impermanence of the world, it is better to keep to your heart.

Sometimes, you think that the so-called wind blows the flags, but in fact, it is not the flags, but the ...... Your heart is moving.

When the star map in the west lit up with two stars, Song Lanyi took a light breath and looked at the sky.

At this time, the star map sprinkled starlight slightly, shrouding the starlight over Song Lanyi alone.

Everyone in the teahouse held their breath and stared, not even daring to breathe.

There is no other reason, the former Dingyuan City, under the leadership of King Ming, has gone away happily on the road of the reckless man.

They...... Really, really, I don't want to be the last one anymore!

Even on the high seat, King Ming, who seemed to be calm, clenched the wine glass in his hand slightly.

What do people study for?

For the sake of power?

For status?

For wealth?

No! Sometimes, it's just for one breath!

Especially the fight for the name of the article, the competition for the leader!

Song Lanyi looked at the star map in the night sky, took a deep breath, a light lit up in her eyebrows, she held up the gilded book with both hands, and used the talent in her body.

The surging and ocean-like talent flows along the meridians of both hands into the gilded book.

"Less famous, known as the four masters, uninhibited, good Buddha."

"Mr. Zi'an, do you dare to compete for the title and win the championship?"

This Mr. An is none other than the four heroes of the early Tang Dynasty, Wang Bo!

The young man became famous, and he was especially good at swallowing the injustices in his heart with strong emotions and strong momentum.

He wrote many poems in his life, among which the "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng" is the most famous.

When Tang Gaozong read his eulogy, the words were beautiful and strong, and under great joy, he called him a genius of the Tang Dynasty.

However......

Wang Bo looked at the star map in the sky, saw a star in the west, engraved with a line of verses, and couldn't help but sneer, "Everywhere you go home, your head reaches your hometown."

"Oh, poetry is good poetry, but it's a pity...... Not as good as me!"

"The name of the text? Leader? It's just a snap of a finger."

Song Lanyi: "......"

Therefore, there is a reason why she is only calling Wang Bo now.

is a little indebted, and his arrogant personality deserves to be degraded one after another, and he was almost beheaded.

Song Lanyi's smile was still bright, "Today's leader does not belong to me, but to you."

So, go for it, Pikachu!

What's the point of pretending?

Others help her pretend to be forced, that is the real pretend!

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